Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 250 The Dragon Raises Its Head, and We Eat Navel Oranges.

In fact, Yan Zhuoyu only gave herself one night to rest. When she woke up the next day, she still had a low fever. She took a fever reducer and then met up with her agent.

There are still two contracts waiting for her to sign. Even on her vacation, she has to get these work-related matters sorted out before she can rest in peace.

The second day of the second lunar month is the day when the dragon raises its head.

Yan Zhuoyu received fried bean curd and sausages delivered by Shen Qinghe via same-city express delivery; they were still steaming hot when they arrived.

Shen Qinghe's hometown is Lucheng, where her family makes sausages every winter. During her university years, she would share delicious food with her roommates, Yan Zhuoyu, every summer when she came back, and she didn't forget them even after graduation.

Now that Yan Zhuoyu is married, the local specialties that Shen Qinghe sent are now doubled.

When watching anime, fried bean curd sticks are definitely the perfect snack. They're golden and crispy, and come in both sweet and savory flavors. They're even more addictive than potato chips, just like a little animal's chew snack.

Shen Qinghe sent two kinds of sausages: red sausage and black sausage with five-spice flavor. The meat was firm, with a good balance of lean and fat. After steaming, the sausages were very juicy and the simplest and tastiest way to eat them was to sandwich them between hot white steamed buns.

Yan Zhuoyu sliced ​​the sausages, arranged them on the table, and even took a picture to share on her WeChat Moments.

The dormitory group was on the phone. Except for Qin Zhuyue, who was far away abroad and couldn't taste it, the other three had eaten it. Qin Zhuyue, who was so hungry, took two bites of the big loaf of bread and exclaimed that she wanted to go back to China immediately.

Pei Weijin came down from the study after finishing the meeting, and Yan Zhuoyu was busy in the kitchen.

A pile of pots and pans were laid out on the table. Anyone who didn't know better would think that a chef was preparing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast. In reality, Chef Yan just wanted to fry some bean stalks.

Chef Yan's hands were covered in sticky flour as he diligently kneaded the dough.

Upon seeing Pei Weijin arrive, she greeted him cheerfully, "Good morning, my dear husband. There are sausages and bean curd on the table, sent by Qinghe. You probably haven't tried them yet, so go and have a taste."

Yan Zhuoyu's full head of black hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, revealing her smooth forehead.

She felt the dough was too runny, so she picked up a spatula and added some more flour.

After tasting a slice of sausage, Pei Weijin quickly returned to the kitchen. Looking at Yan Zhuoyu's bowl of batter, the volume of the batter seemed to have expanded considerably since then.

He asked, "Honey, what are you planning to make by kneading the dough?"

Yan Zhuoyu stopped what she was doing and looked at him. She said in a serious tone, "Fried bean curd, I was thinking that we'd go see Grandma this afternoon, so I asked Qinghe for the recipe and will fry some heart-shaped bean curd for her to try."

She raised her hand, bringing out a few more strands of batter. After thinking for a moment, she decided to add more batter.

It seemed like she had added too much flour again, so she started adding water.

It perfectly embodies the principle of "add flour if it's too thin, add water if it's too thick" in kneading dough.

Seeing that the basin was almost full, Pei Weijin rolled up his sleeves to wash his hands: "Let me do it. If we keep kneading this dough, we might be eating it until next year's Dragon Head Raising Festival."

Yan Zhuoyu snorted and washed her hands with him. Her palms and knuckles were covered in a lot of paste and dry flour lumps.

She forced an explanation: "You don't understand. I originally planned to make more, and freeze the uneaten portions. Next year, after thawing, I'll put them in the air fryer and bake them until they're crispy again."

"Okay, my wife is right. I was too short-sighted."

Xiao Pei showed a very good attitude in admitting her mistake and even brought a chair for Chef Yan in the kitchen so she could sit and supervise. She even placed hot water, fruit, and a tablet on the table to prevent her from getting bored.

After Pei Weijin took over, he quickly kneaded the dough. When frying the bean stalks, Yan Zhuoyu hurriedly grabbed an apron and held it up in front of her, fully armed to avoid being splashed with oil. For a moment, it was unclear who was actually in charge of frying things.

In the afternoon, besides bean curd and sausages, Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin also bought some calcium supplements such as milk powder for the elderly, intending to bring them to their grandmother.

As women age, they lose calcium more quickly. Eating plenty of meat, eggs, and dairy when you're young to maintain strong leg muscles is a good thing. Even as you get older, it's important to drink milk to replenish protein; otherwise, your bones will become increasingly fragile, which is why older people are more prone to falls.

After returning from Jiangjia Village, Yan Zhuoyu finally saw the wolf tail she had been longing for.

She was lying on her side checking Pei Weijin's wolf tail to make sure it was worn correctly. For that birthday, she specially changed the sheets on the waterbed to black waterproof sheets. She had prepared a whole set of these sheets, all disposable, so that they could be changed promptly and not have too much residual water affecting the experience.

Yan Zhuoyu didn't like standing, especially standing in front of the bathroom mirror.

With the wolf's tail behind Pei Weijin and its furry ears standing upright on its head, there were very few opportunities to fully observe their posture.

The bathroom was almost completely enclosed, and the hot water from the showerhead piled up, making the air humid. The originally smooth mirror was covered with a layer of slippery water vapor, and pressing your palm on it was slippery and offered no grip.

Before it started, Pei Weijin gently coaxed her, "I'm dressed up for the occasion, shouldn't you dress up too, baby?"

Yan Zhuoyu thought it made a lot of sense, but she only bought two small outfits that time and didn't have a matching couple outfit with Pei Weijin.

Just as she was rummaging through drawers looking for clothes, Pei Weijin simply carried her into the bathroom with one hand.

Yan Zhuoyu sat on the sink in a daze, not yet reacting, when Pei Weijin took out a pair of high heels about six centimeters high and gently and carefully put them on her.

She was confused, thinking that it was just a pair of high heels, and that was considered dressing up?

He wasn't wearing any other clothes.

Before long, Yan Zhuoyu understood the wonderful use of high heels.

The feet have always been a very private part of the body. When the whole body is covered up, but there are no shoes or socks, one feels particularly sensitive.

But when you're not wearing any clothes, but are only dressed formally in shoes and socks, it's a completely different feeling.

The six-centimeter heels were just the right height; when stepping on the snow-white tiles covered in watermarks, the muscles in the calves and thighs had to work hard.

If you apply force, it will become tight.

This feeling of tension comes from the inside out.

Just like squeezing onto a bus, she had to use some of her energy to keep herself standing and holding on, while also bearing the impact of the people behind her as the vehicle braked and accelerated.

After several sudden stops and sharp turns at the station, Yan Zhuoyu felt completely exhausted.

But when she saw the white wolf's tail, faintly visible and beginning to sway in the blurry mirror, she instinctively straightened up and tried to turn around to look.

That turn of her head was exactly what led her into the man's trap.

Her hand, which was resting on the mirror, was covered by another, larger hand, their fingers intertwined.

The red moles on the side of her neck, earlobes, and collarbone were all admired and lingered over.

Yan Zhuoyu turned around and kissed Pei Weijin, swallowing all the broken syllables that involuntarily escaped her throat.

……

Navel oranges are generally best eaten from November to February. It is said that it is a good time to eat fruit while taking a bath. However, after Yan Zhuoyu came out of the bathroom, she tried to eat a navel orange again, but found it difficult to eat and her stomach hurt from being too full.

Pei Weijin offered her a seemingly concerned suggestion: "Perhaps you can hold me while you eat."

This was clearly a bad idea, but unfortunately Yan Zhuoyu was in a daze at the moment.

By the time she was being held and fed a navel orange, it was too late to refuse.

……

The electric wolf tail is a rechargeable model that can be charged with an Android charging cable. Once fully charged, it has a large enough battery to last a long time.

After running continuously all night, it finally announced that it was low on battery and could no longer lie.

Pei Weijin carried Yan Zhuoyu into the bathroom to take a shower. He turned on the shower, and the warm water flowed onto his back, making some of the broken skin sting.

Yan Zhuoyu wrapped her arms softly around the man's neck, letting him help her take a bath.

After lying back down in bed, she wrapped herself in the blanket and touched her lower abdomen, which still felt like it was shaped like a navel orange.

Looking at the brand-new sheets, only one has been used; tonight's main "dining spot" will be elsewhere.

Yan Zhuoyu glanced at Pei Weijin, who was still busy tidying up in the bathroom. Could it be that this person was reluctant to use his birthday present?

Around three or four in the morning, Pei Weijin got up to unplug the power cord.

Yan Zhuoyu also woke up. She touched the bed next to her, but it was empty.

After Pei Weijin put away the wolf tail, he turned around and saw that she was also awake. He then wagged his tail and said, "Wife, I still haven't learned how to wear it. Can you teach me again?"

Yan Zhuoyu grabbed a small toy from the bed and threw it at him: "No! Get out of here, I'll throw it away for you tomorrow!"

It's fully charged, but she's not fully charged yet.